Image: Strike pickets, New York, New York Farm Security Administration – Office of War Information Photograph Collection (Library of Congress) LC-USF33- 002676-M5

Lyrics:
 There’s trouble ‘round the corner,
 There’s trouble down the street—
 And you probably ain’t still breathing
 If you ain’t feeling the heat
 So notify your neighbors
 Be they Molly, Moe, or Mike—
 They’re busing in the Pinkertons
 To break our Local’s strike
  
 They say the Reds are getting violent
 And it’s time for it to stop—
 But the “Commie with a gun”
 Was an undercover cop
 So help us get the word 
 To every Sally, Sam, and Sue—
 They say the workers started trouble
 But we know it isn’t true
  
 We know there’s trouble round the corner
 ‘Cause the governor’s in the tank
 For the foremen at the factory
 And the fat cats at the bank
 So make yourself a picket
 Every Johnny, Jane, and Jack
 ‘Cause we ain’t got guns or money--
 But we’ll have each others’ back